Katsuki stumbled out of the bar with uneven steps, dragging you along, safely tucked under his protective arm. The street settled into a quiet stillness, the kind that only comes in the deepest hours before dawn, when the city seems to hold its breath in a night that felt could last forever.

You shoved him playfully, fingertips lingering just long enough on his jacket to show you didn’t really mean it. He caught your wrist mid-motion, laughing like he had never done with anyone before.

“That’s all you got?” he teased, pulling you back toward him with a genuine grin that curved with confidence.